Young boy on the computer Young girl in her punk rock shoes Old man not a believer But what the hell is he gonna do School kids on their computers
this was a world where liar's reigned supreme Than you would be a serf And I'd be the crowner of king's Silence is a virtue You and I've been waiting for today Holding onto something with
Twelve days of straight out thinking, Twelve days of straight out hell. Looking out my window at the summer, Thinking of my future and my mum. My
On the outside you're caving in On the outside your right On the outside your right On the outside you're coloured in On the outside your right I
as close as it get's To understanding me through all these lines Now you understand the way I feel Listen carefully Feel the way I feel Listen to my voice Think of something
Renaming The word love Because I've Had enough You're falling out of touch You've fallen out of touch You are Yeah you are falling out of touch
If I was falling through the air in a coffin filled with rocks You would be the last thing on my mind. Leaving with or without The endless doubtless
Traffic lights and traffic signs Hurt my eyes the stereo's down I jerk a tear out of my face Eyes are shut my foot's down It's midnight I'm on my
This armchair is old and lonely Reminds me of my boring self It feels like I'm the only Lonely human left on this earth If I could sit and watch
You break your promises There's no common sense In understanding you Your hardly ever there You live in a state of disrepair And I must admit I
Free falling My feet have been swept right from beneath me Knees crumble I lay face down on the street Hear voices And sounds that seem to echo
